But we, sitting with Peter the whole night, asking
questions, and learning of him on many subjects, remained awake through
very delight in his teaching and the sweetness of his words; and when
it was daybreak, Peter, looking at me and my brothers, said:
“I wonder what has befallen your father.” And while
he was speaking my father came in, and found Peter speaking to us about
him. And when he had saluted he began to apologize, and to
explain the reason why he had remained abroad. But we, looking at
him, were horrified; for we saw on him the face of Simon, yet we heard
the voice of our father. And when we shrank from him, and cursed
him, my father was astonished at our treating him so harshly and
barbarously. Yet Peter was the only one who saw his natural
countenance; and he said to us: “Why do you curse your
father?” And we, along with our mother, answered him:
“He appears to us to be Simon, though he has our father’s
voice.” Then Peter: “You indeed know only his
voice, which has not been changed by the sorceries; but to me also his
face, which to others appears changed by Simon’s art, is known to
be that of your father Faustinianus.” And looking at my
father, he said: “The cause of the dismay of your wife and
your sons is this,—the appearance of your countenance does not
seem to be as it was, but the face of the detestable Simon appears in
you.”